Man Yu chuckled and suddenly remembered something. "Oh, by the way, what about Aunt Xiao Juan? Are we keeping her?"
Fu Shinan shot her a playful glance. "Well, for your sake, we have to keep her. We can't have our great novelist cooking every day, can we?"
Man Yu beamed with a bright smile. "Darling, you're the best! I don't mind cooking, but compared to Aunt Xiao Juan, her food is just irresistible."
Seeing Man Yu's joyful face, Fu Shinan couldn't help but smile as well. Before the apocalypse, she and Man Yu didn't have a close relationship, but now, they were the closest of friends. Back then, she couldn't have imagined being so intimate with anyone. Thinking about those doctors and nurses who used to call her "King of Hades" behind her back, she couldn't help but smile even more.
At that moment, Xiao Juan had finished packing and approached the two cautiously. "Miss Fu, may I... stay?"
